This week went by way too quickly. Sam comes home tomorrow. He'll come home, I'll go back to my place, and that'll be it. It was nice spending time with my girls... but all good things must come to an end
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I'm not about to turn down popcorn; it might keep me awake. When you get up at six o'clock every morning, sometimes its hard to stay up later than your toddler. Besides, I think I ruin vampire movies for Jake. He knows that I find fault with the storylines whether I say anything about it or not. Vampires are just not like this. Selene is...so fake. Kate Beckinsale should stick to romantic comedies and stop trying to be a hero. Or Hero. She was terrible in Much Ado About Nothing, but Serendipity wasn't as painful as Sam mad it out to be
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"I think I can handle it. Stay put. You want anything to drink while I'm up?"
This is nice. If Sam saw or heard how nice this was, heads would roll, but it was still nice. He wasn't back yet, I wasn't going to let his existance ruin my downtime with my best friends. That's all this was... and it was still nice.
I was kind of surprised that I felt that way, honestly.
I crossed over into the kitchen and hit the lightswitch, watching the overhead lamp flicker a little before turning on.
"I think I can handle it. Stay put. You want anything to drink while I'm up?"
"No, I'm good, thanks."
Some woman is really going to hit the jackpot someday. He likes kids, he cooks breakfast in the morning, and he makes popcorn on movie nights. I dare someone to find a better catch than Jake. It's surprising and a little mind boggling that he's still single. Usually if a woman meets a man who is all that and a bag of chips, they try to keep him.
Unless Jake is enjoying bachelordom too much. He could be the bartender version of George Clooney; single, wanted, and adored. I could see that. I'd buy him a puppy to keep him company if that was the kind of life he wanted, living alone gets boring after a while.
"... I think we might need cookies, too."
"We do." I laughed. I'm going to have to let Jake take the remaining cookies with him tomorrow, and bake another batch for Sam. If there's one thing Sam is strangely adoring of, it's my cookies--when they're fresh. He's a selective jerk like that.
Carly makes the best cookies ever. Seriously. In the history of cookies, hers are truly the best. After putting the popcorn in the microwave, I took it upon myself to arrange a generous plate of said cookies. Two or three is clearly not enough.
I mean, obviously we have to eat the whole batch, right?
A few minutes later and we had a large bowl of popcorn and an impressive-looking plate of cookies on our hands. Carrying them out to the living room, I handed the bowl to Carly and sat down again, putting the plate down between us before helping myself to three cookies at a time.
"I hope you didn't want to save any of these, there probably won't be any left by the end of the night."
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"Sure."
I'm not about to turn down popcorn; it might keep me awake. When you get up at six o'clock every morning, sometimes its hard to stay up later than your toddler. Besides, I think I ruin vampire movies for Jake. He knows that I find fault with the storylines whether I say anything about it or not. Vampires are just not like this. Selene is...so fake. Kate Beckinsale should stick to romantic comedies and stop trying to be a hero. Or Hero. She was terrible in Much Ado About Nothing, but Serendipity wasn't as painful as Sam mad it out to be ( ... )
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I was already on my feet when she asked.
"I think I can handle it. Stay put. You want anything to drink while I'm up?"
This is nice. If Sam saw or heard how nice this was, heads would roll, but it was still nice. He wasn't back yet, I wasn't going to let his existance ruin my downtime with my best friends. That's all this was... and it was still nice.
I was kind of surprised that I felt that way, honestly.
I crossed over into the kitchen and hit the lightswitch, watching the overhead lamp flicker a little before turning on.
"... I think we might need cookies, too."
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"No, I'm good, thanks."
Some woman is really going to hit the jackpot someday. He likes kids, he cooks breakfast in the morning, and he makes popcorn on movie nights. I dare someone to find a better catch than Jake. It's surprising and a little mind boggling that he's still single. Usually if a woman meets a man who is all that and a bag of chips, they try to keep him.
Unless Jake is enjoying bachelordom too much. He could be the bartender version of George Clooney; single, wanted, and adored. I could see that. I'd buy him a puppy to keep him company if that was the kind of life he wanted, living alone gets boring after a while.
"... I think we might need cookies, too."
"We do." I laughed. I'm going to have to let Jake take the remaining cookies with him tomorrow, and bake another batch for Sam. If there's one thing Sam is strangely adoring of, it's my cookies--when they're fresh. He's a selective jerk like that.
"We need something to keep us awake
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Carly makes the best cookies ever. Seriously. In the history of cookies, hers are truly the best. After putting the popcorn in the microwave, I took it upon myself to arrange a generous plate of said cookies. Two or three is clearly not enough.
I mean, obviously we have to eat the whole batch, right?
A few minutes later and we had a large bowl of popcorn and an impressive-looking plate of cookies on our hands. Carrying them out to the living room, I handed the bowl to Carly and sat down again, putting the plate down between us before helping myself to three cookies at a time.
"I hope you didn't want to save any of these, there probably won't be any left by the end of the night."
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